NEON WASTELAND / CONCH SHELLS

So here we are
At the end of a line
Crossed one too many times
Constellations bleeding beacons
Of what we feel inside
But there’s no hatred, no pride
I just wanted to survive

Is it too much to ask of you
To leave this all behind?
The answer doesn’t matter
I’ve already made up my mind
So wait and see
What life could be
Complete absence from me

Is it too much to ask of you
To leave this all behind?
The answer doеsn’t matter
I’ve already madе up my mind
Is it too much to ask of you
To leave this all behind?
I pressed my ear to you
And heard an ocean inside